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Romantic jyiolly 



BY 
Ada S. Macomter 



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Romantic Molly 



CHARACTERS. 



Mrs. Plummer, not very forceful. 

Grace Smith, her older daughter, and much given to managing. 
Molly Plummer, too romantic for her name of ''Mary Jane." 
Jack Smith, Grace's husland and always ready for a lark. 
Mr. Pfrkins, collector for the firm of Stevens & Son. 
Mr. Willis, the photographer, and not so slow. 
John Brown, willing to le engaged to Molly. 
Time about 30 minutes. 



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ROMANTIC MOLLY 

Scene: An ordinary sitting room in the afternoon, Tele- 
photie at back. Window at one side, chair down front. One 
door at side. Mrs. Plummer seated in rocking chair, Grace at 
telephone and Jack walking aimlessly about. 

Grace. Yes 2106. {turning towards front). The line is 
busy, so I'll have to wait. 

Mrs. Plummer. Now Grace, are you sure that Mr. Willis 
would be willing to come here to take my picture? It seems so 
unusual. 

Grace. Why, Mother, it isn't unusual at all. Mrs. Tibbetts 
told me the other day that she had the children taken in their 
nursery and they were too cute for anything, so natural, you 
know, with their playthings and all. 

Mrs. Plummer. Well, of course, you know best, but it seems 
to me Id rather g,o to his studio the same as I always have. I'm 
sure Mr. Willis will think it so strange. 

Grace. Mr. Willis is a young, man and so progressive thai 
I'm sure he won't, think it strange. You can sit right here in 
your own rocker and have a book, and the light from this 
windov; 

Mrs. Plummer. Oh I am sure it would be better in the par- 
lor. This room looks so shabby. 

Grace. Well then, have it in the parlor. Come to think of 
it, I guess it would be better, in front of the fireplace. Don't 
you think so. Jack? 

Jack. Yes, if you say so, it's all right. Why don't you try 
the line again? 

Grace. I will. 

(Starts towards telephone as Molly enters with letters which 
she hands around.) 

Molly. Plere are letters for all of you, and what do you 
think? I've got a letter from John Brown and he wants me to 
marry him. He's coming for his answer tonight. He'll get it 
all right! As if I'd marry anyone with a name like that — John 
Brown — Mary Jane Brown, I guess not! 

Mrs. Plummer. I do wish you would be more practical. 
Molly. John Brown is a very estimable young man, and his 
prospects 

Molly. ESTIMABLE! I've told you, I won't marry an 
estimable man. I want a man who is lifted above ordinary things. 
I am not going to marry a bank clerk, I can tell you. I'll marry 
an actor or a poet or an aviator or something like that. Think 
of it, to soar up above the world so high — (dramatically,) 

Grace. Yes, like a diamond in the sky. 

Molly. John Brown, indeed! (exits indignantly), 

Mrs. P. I do wish she was more like you, Grace dear. You're 
so sensible. 



4 ROMANTIC MOLLY 

Jack. I'll tell you what. I'll ,make her change her mind 
and be glad enough to get "John Brown indeed." (mimicking 
Molly's tone.) 

Mrs. p. Be careful, Jack, dear. Don't tease the poor child. 
Maybe some day she'll settle down and be like Grace. 

Jack. (Scorn-fully). Be like Grace! Not in a thousand 
years! But you'll aee. She'll be different after today. You 
watch events — continued in our next. (Aside). I'll telephone 
to her. (Exit). 

Mrs. p. I do hope he won't do anything rash. 

Grace. Why, Mother, Jack is never rash. You've said your- 
self that he is always so practical. But I must call up Mr. Willis. 
(Rings telephone). Hello! Is this Mr. Willis? Do you ever go 
to people's houses to take their pictures? You don't? — 

Mrs. p. I knew it. I said it was foolish from the first. 

Grace. (Still teleplioning). Well could you? Then I 

wish you would come to Mrs. Plummer's, 145 Chestnut Street, 

and take a picture. You will? When can you come? 

Right away? We'll try to be ready. ^All right, thank 

you. Good bye. (Hangs up receiver.) We'll have to hurry, 
Mother. He's coming right away. 

Mrs. p. (Jumps up in flurr^y, drops letters, puts hands to 
hair, etc.) Oh, I never can be ready. I must fix my hair. And 
this old dress. (Turning round excitedly.) 

Grace. Come and I'll get you ready, but do keep calm. Don't 
get all excited over it, or you won't look like yourself. (Stoops 
to pick up letters tvhich Mrs. P. drops as soon as handed to her.) 

Mrs. p. I shan't look like myself anyway — I know I'd look 
a great deal more natural at the photographer's. (Pats hair and 
keeps turning to see herself. Grace picks up letters and keeps 
them.) 

Molly. (Entering). What's all the excitement about and 
what's the matter with Mother? 

Mrs. p. Why Grace wants me to — she has sent for — I am 
going to— 

Grace. Do keep calm, Mother. It is nothing, Molly, only 
Mother and I are planning a little surprise. We don't need your 
help nor your advice. Come, Mother. (Exit l)Oth.) 

Molly. That's always the way. It's always Grace. They 
don't think I know anything, and I'm sure my ideas are much 

— (telephone rings, and Molly an^swers it). Hello! Yes, who 

is this? I don't know you? Then how do you know 

me? Saw mje at the opera? Where were you? 

Which box? (Aside.) He must be that fine looking chap 

I noticed in one of the boxes last night. I thought he looked at 
me. (Aloud). Why I didn't notice. What? Want to see me? 

Want me to WHAT? MARRY You? Why I don't 

know you! An airship! (Aside). He's got an airship. 

I don't suppose it is very sensible, but — an airship!) When? 

Oh I can't today! How beautifully you put it, (aside.) (He's 

quite poetical and such a nice voice! I am sure he must be all 
right for one can always judge well by a person's voice! (Aloud.) 



ROMANTIC MOLLY 5 

I want time to think it over, Got to go to California? 

Not right away? It is too soon. (Aside.) I always 

wanted to go to California but what would Mother think! 

(Aloud.) Well, I'll call you up in half an hour. You can't 

wait? Well I don't suppose I ought to but (Aside) He 

has a lovely voice. (Aloud.) You won't take no? Then I 

suppose I must say yes. Well, yes, then. (Aside.) He was 

awfully good looking if he's the one I think, but what will Mother 
and Grace say? I guess I'll tell him I can't. (Aloud.) Hello, 
hello, HELLO! (Hangs up receiver.) He's gone and he's com- 
ing here in half an hour. I am going to elope in an airship! 
A romance at last! Think of it, flying over the world to rise, to 
rise (looks up estatically and sloioly lifts arms as Geace enters). 

Grace. What in creation are you doing — taking a breathing 
exercise? 

Molly, (absent-mindedly.) Did you ever ride in an air- 
ship? 

Geace. No and I don't want to. 

Molly. Think of it, Grace dear. Flying over everything 
and alv/ays going up, up, up like a bird. 

Grace. I've heard of airships coming down and then they 
are not so comfortable, you know. 

Molly. (Sir^ffing some popular song.) I must hurry and 
get ready. (Exit.) 

Grace. Well what has struck her now. (Looking after her.) 
It's Jack. He's surely up to some caper. I'll call him up. (rings 
telephone.) Give me the City Club, please. Hello: Is this the 

City Club? Is Jack Smith there? Yes please. Jack? 

What are you up to? Smarty, I know that but I mean 

have you called up Molly I thought so. You what? — - 

Jack Smith, how could you? She's all excited. I'm going to tell 

her. Why? Mother won't like it. She'll find 

out. All right, I won't then. Of course you know best^ 

Coming home pretty soon? All right. Good bye. (Hangs 

up receiver.) It was Jack. I'm going to watch Molly. Poor 
kid! 

(A knock is heard, Grace goes to door and young man 
steps in.) 

Mr. Perkins. Is Mrs. Plummer in? 

Grace. Yes. I'll call her. Come in. 

Mr. Perkin (entering.) Maybe you'll do just as well. Mr, 
Stevens sent me to see about this bill. (Takes out case aii^d 
selects bill.) You notice here there are charges made for two 
suits and Mr. Stevens thought perhaps one was sent on approval. 
Do you know about it? 

Grace. Let me see. (Takes bill) that was two weeks ago — 
thalj was when Molly got her suit, but I don't know about the 
other. Yon sit down and I'll ask Mother. I'll be right back. 
(Exits.) 

(Molly enters with hat and coat and veil ready to elope and 
carrying suit case.) 



6 ROMANTIC MOLLY 

Molly. Oh here you are. You are prompt. It isn't half an 
hour yet. 

Mr. p. Half an hour? What do you mean? 

Molly. Didn't you say you would be here in half an hour? 
(Aside) He is real nice looking. 

Mb. Perkins. (Aside). Mr. Stevens must have sent word. 
(Aloud) I came right over. 

Molly. What must you think of me? 

Mr. p. Think of you? Why I— I— 

Molly (aside). He seems to he quite embarrased. Maybe 
he is disappointed in me. (Aloud.) Are you. sorry you came? 

Mr. p. Why no. Why should I be? (Aside) She talks like 
a lunatic. 

Molly. Well it is so unusual, you know. 

Mr. p. Not at all. I oSten go on such errands. 

Molly (in amazement). You do? (Aside) What can he 
mean? 

Mr. p. It is my business, and Mr. Stevens keeps a machine 
for my use. 

JMoLLY (nervously). Where is your machine now? 

Mb. p. At the gate of course. 

Molly. Are you all ready to go? 

Mb. p. Why I am waiting for the money. (Aside.) Is sh« 
crazy? 

Molly. I didn't know — you didn't say — ^^that is (desperately) 
Have I got to pay you? 

Mr. p. Why certainly you'll have to pay for one and if it 
is O. K. for both. 

Molly (astonished). Pay for both? Why what will you do? 

Mr. p. Take the money of course. (Aside) I never saw such 
stupidity. 

Molly. I didn't know I'd have to pay — I thought — 

Mr. p. If you won't pay, we'll have to take it back. Do you 
happen to know whether there were two or not? 

Molly (perplexed). There are two of us. 

Mr. p. (aside.) She sure is brilliant. 

Molly. I guess I don't want to go. (Aside) I am afraid of 
him. 

Mr. p. Go where? 

Molly (desperately). Didn't you ask me to elope with you? 

Me. p. (jumping to feet and seizing hat). Holy smoke! 
I'll light out while there's life and hope. (Starts to rush out hut 
turns at door and looks at her.) She sure is luny— too bad and 
she so young and fair. 

(Molly stands amazed staring after him when Grace enters.) 

Grace. Mother says it is all right — why where is Mr. Per- 
kins? 



ROMANTIC MOLLY 7 

Molly (aghast). Mr. Perkins! — Why he went out, he — er — 
seemed to be in a liurry. 

Grace. That's strange. (Exits.) 

Molly. Think what a mistake I've made. What must he 
have thought. But I knov/ my knight will surely come. Next 
time I'll let him do the talking and then there won't be any 
mistake. 

(Knock at door. Molly starts to oi'icn it but hesitates.) 

Molly. I wonder if that is — I must let him do the talking. 
(}:nock). There mustn't be another mistake. (Opens door, and 
Mr. Willis in motor cap and gloves and carrying camera and 
box steps in.) 

Mr. Willis. Does Mrs. Plummer live here? 

Molly. Yes. 

Mb. Willis. Are you the young lady who was talking with 
me over the telephone? 

Molly, (aside). It is he. (Aloud). Yes. It is you at last! 
You know I made the dreadfullest mistake, A man came to col- 
lect a bill and I rushed right in because I thought it v/as you. 

Mu. W. (Busy laying out camera and box and talcing off cap 
and gloves). Why my dear young lady, that wasn't so terrible, 
was it? But here I am. So you are the one I am to take. 
Charmed I assure you. (Looking at her appraisingly.) 

Molly (delighted). Is that part of your machine? (Point- 
ing to camera.) 

Mr. W. Part of it? Why it is all of it. 

Molly. But you surely can't take me in that? 

Mr. W. Yes, indeed. It is plenty big enough. Let me see — 
you want to be taken sitting, of course. 

Molly (giggling). Sitting? I certainly don't want to stand 
all the time. 

Mr. W. Certainly not. That's what I thought. 

Molly. But how do I get in? 

Mr. W. (aside). I suppose that's a joke so I must laugh. 
Why do people always think they have to spring jokes on the 
photographer? (Aloud) I'll show you in a minute. Are you 
ready? 

Molly. Yes. (Coyly) Do I look as you thought I did? 

Mr. W. Well really, my dear young lady, I couldn't say. Are 
you going to wear that veil? 

Molly. Yes, it keeps my hair so much neater. 

Mr. W. I don't want to presume, but I really think it would 
be better to take it off. 

Molly (aside). How sweet of him to care. (Aloud) Cer- 
tainly. I'd do anything to please you. 

Mr. W. Eh? Oh, yes, yes; you're a very amiable young 
lady. 

(Molly take§ off veil.) 

Molly. There, how does that look? 



8 ROMANTIC MOLLY 

Mr. W. Let me see — fluff it a little here— fasten up this 
little strand (suits action to woi*ds and then stands off to get 
effect). There my dear young lady, that is charming. Turn a 
little this way— there the light effect from that window is posi- 
tively exquisite. (Stands gazing at her lost in thought.) Beau- 
tiful, beautiful! If I can only take her like that! 

Molly (shyly looking down). You can kiss me if you want 
to. 

Mr. W. (coming out of Ms reverie suddenly). What, — what 
did you say? 

Molly. I said you could kiss me if you wanted to. I 
thought as long, as it was such a short time before you would 
be taking me — 

Mr. W. Righto. Sure thing (kisses her). Charmed, I as- 
sure you. (Kisses her again.) Say, you're all right! 

Molly. Shall we go now? 

Mr. W. All ready when you are. Where do we go? 

Molly. To California, wasn't it? 

Mr. W. Now hear that. Well, come on, but this room is 
all right. We'll have to hurry or it will be dark. 

Molly. Are you afraid of the dark? 

Mr. W. Well, no. But I can take you better in daylight. 
I oould use a flash, I suppose. 

Molly (looking doubtfully at camera things). I hope it is 
safe. It won't break, will it? 

Mr. M. (groaning) (aside). Oh, what a stale one! (Aloud) 
No, I can safely say, it won't break. It has taken too many and 
worse looking than you, too! 

Molly (surprised). Oh, have you taken others ,too? 

Mr. W. Well, rather. That's my business. 

Molly (sighing). Again! 

Mr. W. Again? (Looks mystified) Oh, sure! (Kisses her 
again as Grace and her mother enter.) 

Mrs. p. What's the meaning" of this? 

Mr. W. Oh, no harm intended, I assure. How do you do? 

Grace. Of all the nerve! 

Mrs. p. Leave at once, I — 

Molly. Mother, dear, you don't understand. This gentle- 
man is going to take — 

Mrs. p. Indeed I do understand. This gentleman came to 
take my picture. 

Mr. W. Yours! (Looks at Molly.) You seem to have 
made another mistake. Never mind, the third time never fails*^ 

Mrs. p. Leave my house at once, sir. 

Mr. W. Certainly, certainly (picking up his things). I'm 
sure I didn't come to take that. And (turning to Molly) if that 
other young man doesn't take you in his machine let me know. 
You're all right. Ladies, good night, for I perceive it is getting 
late. Bye, bye, little one. (Kisses hand to her, exits). 



ROMANTIC MOLLY 9 

Mrs. p. Molly, I do wish you would act like a rational being. 
Where you get your romantic nature from I'm sure I don't know. 
Not from MY side anyway. 

Molly. You did your best to make me ordinary when you 
named me Mary Jane. Why didn't you name me Imogene or 
Quinevere? 

Mbs. p. (siffMn^). What would you have been if I had! 

Grace. The way you make the rest of the family feel I 
should think your name was Dolores. Come, mother. 
(Exit both.) 

Molly (dejectedly sinking into chair). Another mistake! 
I don't believe the right man will ever come. It is getting dark 
already. But he was nice looking, and he wasn't so bad either 
(rubbing cheek thoughtfully). I'm almost sorry — 

(Jack enters with black patch over one eye, red wig all ruf- 
fled up, rough looking clothes, hat on at rakish angle — rushes to 
Molly and puts arms around her, holding her so that she cannot 
turn to look at him.) 

Jack. My darling! How I have longed for this time. Say 
you love me. Ever since I saw your lovely face you have been 
in my thoughts! 

Molly (struggling to get away). Who are you? 

Jack. Well, I like that! Weren't you expecting me? 

MoLL'x'. Yes, but I have made two awful mistakes and I 
want to b© sure this time. 

Jack. Well, this is the right guy for sure. You promised to 
elope with me in my airship. My honey. (Kisses her hands.) 
My sweet love! Your eyes are like stars, your mouth a rosebud 
is! 

MoLLY (in delight). This is the real thing. 

Jack. I think of you by day and I dream of you by night. 
Your voice is — 

Molly. You haven't told me your name. 

Jack. My name, sweet love, is Wilton Launcelot LaMon- 
tague. 

Molly. Oh, how lovely! 

Jack. Commonly called Bill for short. Bill, the Bully. 

Molly. Oh, how horrid! Why do they call you that? 

Jack. Why? Because/ I am such a bully fellow. 

Molly. Oh! 

Jack. You haven't said you love me. 

Molly. You know I do. 

Jack. I want to hear you say it. 

Molly (bashfully). I do love you. 

Jack. And you're sure you want to marry me? 

Molly. Yes, indeed. I am sure I do. 

Jack. You won't ever be sorry? 

Molly. Never, I am sure. 



10 ROMANTIC MOLLY 

Jack. Then this will seal, the bargain. {He turns her 
around and starts to kiss her but as she sees his face, she springs 
Mdc with a look of horror. As she stands starirOg at Jack, 
Gkace enters ivUh\ Umip but as she catches sight of Jack puts 
handkerchief to face and rushes out laughing Molly slotvly 
turns away and hides face in hands.) 

Jack {hiding a smile). What's the matter, sweetheart? 

Molly {vjringing her hands). Oh, oh, oh! 

Jack {trying to hug her as she keeps stepping away). Now 
darling-, don't be offish. Come kiss your Bill. {Holds out arnus, 
but Molly keeps away.) 

Jack {vjaits a minute and then speaks roughly). Come, 
girl, nc backing out now. What's the matter, anyway? 

Molly {.frightened). I can't marry such a man. You, 
your — and you look so — 

Jack. So-ho. You don't like my face. Well, old girl {put- 
ting his face close to hers and taking her roughly by the arm), 
you've got to live with this old face. Do you hear? {Drags her 
doion front and speaks roughly.) Didn't you say you'd marry 
me? ^ 

Molly. Yes, no. I don't knov/. 

Jack. Yes, no, I don't know! What do you think this is? 
I'll just tall you now you've got to marry me. 

Molly {nearly crying). Don't make me marry you. 

Jack. Well, that's just what I will do. Do you think I'm 
going to be made a fool of like this? I'll sue you for breach 
of promise. And what reason can you give? You don't like my 
face! You'll like it, Vv^on't you, to stand up in court and tell 
the v/hole lot of them that you never saw me before? I'll sue 
you and I'll go right av/ay and swear out a warrant for your 
arrest. {Shaking fist in her face) I'll come back and then 
BEWxlRB. {Rushes out.) 

(Molly sta72ds uncertain, then starts after him.) 

Molly. Come back! Come back! I will marry you! {Listens 
a moment, then flings herself into chair and bursts into tears. 

Molly {between sobs). He's gone and I shall be arrested. 
Oh, Oh, and I shall have to marry him. Think of seeing that 
face every day, and he's so rough. Boo-hoo. 

John Brown enters, looks at her iii surprise, then rushes to 
her side. 

John. Molly, darling, what is the matter? 

(Molly flings herself into his arms.) 

Molly. Oh, John, I'm going to be married. Boo-hoo. 

John. V/ell, that's a great v/ay to feel about it. Come, are 
those tears of joy? 

MoiLY. To such a dreadful looking man! A black eye, red 
hair, and — and — Oh, John! 
John. To a what? 



ROMANTIC MOLLY 11 

Molly. And he's big and ugly and rough! And he's going 
to sue me. 

John. Don't you want to marry him? (Patting her shoul- 
der.) 

Molly. No, a thousand times no. I never want to speak 
to him or see him again. 

John. What's it all about, anyway? How are you engaged 
to him? 

Molly. He, called me up and asked me to elope with him 
and he's got an airship and he's going to California and when 
he came for me he looked so dreadful I didn't want to but; he 
says I've got to. Oh, dear, Oh, dear! 

John (thoughtfully). That sounds rather fishy. What's his 
name? 

Molly. Wilton Launcelot Lamontague, called Bill the Bully 
for short. 

John (aside). 1 begin to see daylight. This is some of 
Jack's pranks, but I might as well make the most of it. 

Molly. And I'm never going to be romantic again. I'm going 
to be just plain Mary Jane and try to be like Grace, and 
then maybe people will like me. (John grinning and nodding 
ivhile he pats her shoulder.) 

Molly. I'm going to be a nun and never speak to a man 
again. (A noise is heard outside and she clutches John.) Oh, 
John, he is coming back. Save me! 

John (hurriedly). Will you marry me? 

Molly (weeping anew). How many men do you think I 
can marry? 

John. Quick! I hear some one. Marry me and I'll save 
you. 

Molly. Yes, yes, anything. 

John. Wait till I ask your mother. 

Molly (draggin^g John after her towards the door hurriedly) . 
No, no, hurry! We'll get married first and then ask Mother. 
I'll be glad to be Mary Jane Brown. (Ru>ihes off.) 

(It might be desirable to have Jack appear at side with wig 
in hand, and laughing heartily as the 

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De Coonville Jubilee. The *Ristocrats of Coonville 
hold a jubilee and "Dey didn't get home till de break 
ob day." Sheet music. 25 cents. 

The Willis N. Bugbee Co., Syracuse, N. Y. 



